Pangu gritted his teeth, his movements strange and swift, unwilling to confront the newcomer head-on. But sometimes, the Heavenly Dao seemed especially fond of messing with these boisterous beings of the Divine Race.
Pangu still couldn't manage to successfully avoid the newcomer.
"Pangu, it really is you."
The newcomer was dressed in a water-blue long dress, with delicate features, not wearing any makeup, yet exuding endless charm.
At this moment, her Starry Eyes were glaring at Pangu fiercely, clearly harboring strong... hostility towards him.
Upon seeing the woman, Pangu's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, but he quickly replaced it with a nonchalant demeanor.
He crossed his arms over his chest, looked down at the woman, his words carrying a clear teasing tone, "Are you here to defend Fuxi?"
Though it was framed as a question, Pangu's tone was undoubtedly confident.
